The Weeping Springs Gazette

Mo's was bustling with the breakfast crowd so I decided to wait until it thinned out a bit before I stopped to talk to her. I went to the edge of town where the local newspaper, The Weeping Springs Gazette, was located. I went inside to see if they had an archive. I wanted to read the papers regarding the death of Betty Finch.

I walked in and was greeted by a young girl behind the counter. I asked her if I could see the editor-in-chief.

She buzzed an office and an old man came from the back.